To Be Yours Again By Taylor

To Be Yours Again By Taylor Chapter 188

Chapter 188 I’m Not a Hothouse Flower

Jenny blushed at the village chief’s assumption. She was about to clarify her relationship with Alec, but he spoke at the same time, “Let’s get your wound treated. I’ve asked Vincent to bring a rescue team here. They should arrive soon.”

“Okay.” She didn’t object to it because she needed to treat her right calf injury lest it became infected.

Alec helped her to a temporary tent. He immediately got a pair of scissors and cut off her jeans at the calf area to reveal a bloody wound.

“I’ll do it myself.” She felt a little embarrassed, His presence was touching enough for her, and she would not expect more from him.

Ignoring her, he went to work. He rinsed, disinfected, and bandaged her wound seamlessly. This came as a surprise to her. When he was done, he reminded her, “Get a good rest, and don’t move around.”

“I’m fine, but there must be a lot of injured villagers. I need to quickly treat their wound.” She was the only doctor around.

Alec frowned at her words. She was his priority. Taking care of the others was secondary for him, even if he promised to try his best.

She seemed to read his mind and told him sternly, “I know you’re worried about me, but I’m not a hothouse flower. This minor injury won’t affect me much. I can help the injured.” Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

He could sense her insistence. A while later, he sighed in resignation as though he was always the one who made the compromise. “I’ll let them in, but you have to stay put. Don’t move around,” he reminded her once more.

She battled with complicated feelings as he left the tent. She hadn’t expected him to be the first to rush to her help. Clearwater was hard to reach via any form of transport and didn’t have a connection to the outside world. She didn’t even expect Gilbert and the rest to come to her rescue because they probably didn’t know about the earthquake. To her surprise, Alec showed up.

She sighed, clueless about how to deal with him. Thankfully, villagers who came in seeking medical help diverted her attention from her jumbled thoughts.

Jenny managed to treat a lot of victims. However, she didn’t see Alec around even when night fell.

“Jenny.” Justin walked into the tent. He was an energetic kid who quickly recovered after being rescued from the rubble and had been helping others for the rest of the afternoon. Although he couldn’t be of much help, he still wanted to contribute in any possible way.

“Justin, come here. Sit down and rest. You’re still a kid. Don’t work too hard.” Jenny waved at him, feeling bad for the boy. She got the news of his parents in the afternoon-they were found dead. The family of four was now broken, and Jenny wondered how the two young kids, aged five and three, would live their lives after the tragedy.

He walked up and took a seat beside her. “Jenny, are you waiting for Alec? He’s with the chief. They’re saving the victims.”

She was astonished to learn that since she had assumed Alec was uninterested in the fate of the other villagers. Before this, he was reluctant to even let her treat their wounds.

“Alec is a strong man. I want to be as strong as he is when I grow up,” Justin declared. Jenny caressed his head and cheered him on, “Yes, you’ll grow up to be better than him.”